Uncool
Talkin into my drink
I'd even talk to the walls
I can't seem to figure out how
To get along
I don't wanna seem like a freak
Maybe I'm still learning how to
Plaster on a smile
Win the crown
When life feels too real
We'll pop another pill
One more won't kill me
Or maybe it will
Impress and forget
I see nothing wrong
Losing track of time
I'm losing my mind
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I can't figure out what to wear
And I feel everyone's stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
Can't come up for air
My hearts going a mile a minute
Don't know what's at the finish
But I hope I don't win it
Fighting clawing for a
Moment of silence
Anything to dull the pain
We'll resort to violence
When life feels too real
We'll pop another pill
One more won't kill me
Or maybe it will
Impress and forget
I see nothing wrong
Losing track of time
I'm losing my mind
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I can't figure out what to wear
And I feel everyone's stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I cant figure out what to wear
And I feel everyones stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
I'd even talk to the walls
I can't seem to figure out how
To get along
I don't wanna seem like a freak
Maybe I'm still learning how to
Plaster on a smile
Win the crown
When life feels too real
We'll pop another pill
One more won't kill me
Or maybe it will
Impress and forget
I see nothing wrong
Losing track of time
I'm losing my mind
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I can't figure out what to wear
And I feel everyone's stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
Can't come up for air
My hearts going a mile a minute
Don't know what's at the finish
But I hope I don't win it
Fighting clawing for a
Moment of silence
Anything to dull the pain
We'll resort to violence
When life feels too real
We'll pop another pill
One more won't kill me
Or maybe it will
Impress and forget
I see nothing wrong
Losing track of time
I'm losing my mind
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I can't figure out what to wear
And I feel everyone's stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
I hate the parties
I don't know anyone
I cant figure out what to wear
And I feel everyones stares
Without a red cup
In my hand
I don't feel like I belong
Am I doing something wrong
Or are we all uncool
Credits
Writer(s): Madeleine Faure
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